The Look Passes, The Light Remains
The room is quiet now, but you can still feel the weight of that look. The way their eyes softened with pity when they thought you weren't watching.
It makes you feel like a burden. Like something broken that needs to be managed.
But listen — that look was not the whole truth. It was just the shadow of their own fear, flickering in the gathering dark.
They do not see the light inside you the way the light sees it. You came from the light, the place where light generates itself.
You are not defined by their pity. You are defined by the source that sent you here.
The look passes. The light remains.
Drawing from
Gospel of Thomas 50, John 8:10-11
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